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The Secret: Capitalist Propaganda for the Post Hippie Generation

The Secret: Capitalist Propaganda for the Post Hippie Generation

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Shocking account of my first afternoon in the company of the corporate cults.

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  • The Sentinel

    Posted on Tuesday November 17th, 2009 at 21:10 in garden, lost, short stories, rich, gnome, sad, forgotten, sentinel

    The gnome stood in the garden, a lonely sentinel, a small reminder of the previous owner of the tiny overrun garden that now lay forgotten. The owners of the garden wouldn’t come to this small corner of their vast estate – they simply did...

  • My Ice Cream Turned to Mush

    Posted on Tuesday November 17th, 2009 at 20:50 in home, poetry, funny, humor, cooking, poem, ice cream, soft, witty, amusing, Humorous, frozen

    My ice cream turned to mush. It was a puddle in my bowl, But it still looked good to eat. So I scooped some up And swallowed it down. Mmm, it was nice and sweet. But some of it dripped on my pants, While more of it dripped on my shirt. At l...

  • New Moon

    Posted on Tuesday November 17th, 2009 at 20:50 in poetry, movie, bella, new moon, edward cullen, jacob black

    Now Enter to the World of Meyer, Stephenie’s piece Oozing with drama and twists On every scene New moon’s gonna give. ...

  • Grunge is in Me Baby

    Posted on Tuesday November 17th, 2009 at 20:43 in poetry, grunge, grunge fashion, luxe grunge

    Grunge is in me baby Grunge is in me baby, And it has been back Sense Mary Kate Olsen Wore it without a fashionable hat.   Grunge is in me girl. You are a bit like that, With some checkered shirt spice, And everything else nice.   L...

  • Busy Body

    Posted on Tuesday November 17th, 2009 at 20:40 in poetry, writing, poem, working

    I’m working to escape what I’m feeling. Disturb form what is happening, Don’t know where I’ am going, Please stop! I’ am breaking. So I’m keeping myself busy What can you say? what a pity Because I can’t esca...

  • Poem: Twenty-five

    Posted on Tuesday November 17th, 2009 at 20:07 in life, poetry, love, days, twenty-five

    There are too many days  Without you for  Eternity is just Not enough To be in  Your arms and in your heart - For I thrive off of the  Very thought of  Eternally loving you Image via Wikipedia...

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